Ayla

Something was off with Jayrell.

He'd been distant lately, distracted for some fucking reason that I could not quite place my hands on.

He was always finding a reason to slip away, especially when he thought that Nno one was looking.

I kind of felt guilty about watching him from afar. I mean he had not given me any reason to doubt him so far.

He was kind and honest and so fucking dependable.

But call it a bit of PTSD that I had as a result of all of the bullshit that Thorne pulled. I mean ...